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letra de kick it - trapsquad lal

[hook: q da fool]
margiela n-gg-; had to kick it – bad b-tch, had to kick it
they couldn’t find the gun, they had to dismiss it
my n-gg-s got legs, so yeah, they gon’ kick it
you ain’t a gangster, so you know you can’t kick it
ate dirt on your face when i kicked it
no shops, we play with them chickens
i’m sorry n-gg-, but my shooter ain’t missing

[verse 1: q da fool]
and your b-tch like my smile; i just went to the dentist
i was running wild, i was robbing your children
call lal, we gone’ trap out the building
call manni, brother worth like a million
bad b-tch and i think she brazilian
had to kick it, cuz’ that b-tch eating children
i’m really thugging; only scared of a sentence
dropped out; i ain’t trynna write a sentence
he ain’t had no work, that boy had to kick it
{d-mn q, you off them xans’ you be tripping}
i’m sorry brova’, i’m just geeked for a minute
{i understand, boy you know we gone’ get it}
my bro got a 40, my b-tch got a 9
i bought a rollie’ just to look at the time
feds fount’ the gun, sh-t, that ain’t mine
popped a million xans’, i lost my mind

[verse 2: trapsquad lal]
i f-ck on that b-tch and i kick it
trap it out heard that he work in the kitchen
drive slow; mask down, and i did it
seen a opp; .2-2-3 at his fitted
keep a glock, ain’t no catching me slipping
pull up on his block and i’m shooting like pippen
migo with the birds, he work with the pigeons
banana boat, [?], and i’m shipping
mama always told me “boy you is gifted”
but i beat the block and i didn’t listen
slide on his block and i load ammunition
hop in the foreign; we ride with the smith n’
we waking up neighbors when choppas start hittin’
50 in the llama, pulling up spitting
caught me a body, we slide on the mission
presidential rollie; call me bill clinton

- trapsquad lal

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